My past in a vcr, stay close to the television nAt 22 he's a scrape and a pullnA million colors you can't 'em apart nI'm a prisoner of routine nAnd i'm boring myself to death nSo make a list of your expenses nMake a list of what you'll keep nnYou shed a little width for so much depth nYou shed a little width for so much depth nnOn a hook on a line with a balance nYou and your sister got your souls in receipts nNow i'm working 9 to 5 like a peasant nI can't quit that easily nnYou shed a little width for so much depth nBut i know if you were out tonight nThen everything would open up nnThese blank stone walls collapse on themselvesnYou think you have choose a big stance, a big satic you nnYou've aged a little but we just can't tellnYou've aged a little but we just can't tellnYou've aged a little but we just can't tellnWell every little bit helps nnI know if you were out tonight then everything would open up nThese blank stone walls collapse on themselves nYou think you have choose a big stance, a big satic you